We continue our look at away fans from the weekend’s games, now it’s time to see of those from EFL, Papa John’s Trophy and Non League, check them out below…
BRADFORD CITY fans at Carlisle (left)
It heartens me, these players (at this 4th level) doing this…
Carlisle United v Bradford City pic.twitter.com/Gl59xCIdVc— homesoffootball ♥️ (@HOMESofFOOTBALL) January 8, 2022
IPSWICH TOWN fans at Gillingham
Ipswich fans at Gillingham today.#itfc #gills #LeagueOne pic.twitter.com/eFUHP75XUY
— Kisyrpk 🇵🇱🦁 (@kisyrpk) January 8, 2022
Wet and windy. Not the weather you want for an away day at Gillingham. #itfc pic.twitter.com/RQwsC8zh6z
— Stuart Watson (@Stuart_Watson) January 8, 2022
SCUNTHORPE UNITED fans at Tranmere Rovers
⚽️ The Iron are out ahead of kick-off…#UTI #IRON pic.twitter.com/Sr1ui50euZ
— Scunthorpe United FC (@SUFCOfficial) January 8, 2022
OXFORD UNITED fans at Lincoln City
Good Oxford following 🏟 #Imps pic.twitter.com/sMGkMiMCF1
— Andy Pearson (@AndyPearson68) January 8, 2022
PORTSMOUTH fans at Exeter City
EFL TROPHY
Exeter City vs PortsmouthMahlon Romeo gives a round of applause, for the #Pompey fans, who attended
Image Credits: EFL / iFollow Pompey pic.twitter.com/t7ERqDyOQh
— 🎉🎆🥂 VWH Portsmouth – Party Network 🥂🎆🎉 (@VWHPortsmouth) January 7, 2022
SUNDERLAND fans at Wycombe Wanderers
FLEETWOOD TOWN fans at Doncaster (right)
Game day vs Fleetwood pic.twitter.com/NciVMG7YzI
— DRFC Fanaccount (@DRFCFans_) January 8, 2022
SOUTHEND UNITED fans at Weymouth
Blues have supporters behind the goal and in the stand I’m in too pic.twitter.com/ByFEcAhXY6
— Chris Phillips (@CJPhillips1982) January 8, 2022
MAIDENHEAD UNITED fans at Aldershot Town
156 travelling Magpies join us in Aldershot this afternoon.
Thank you for your continued support! 🙌#WeAreMaidenhead pic.twitter.com/Qez5yG3g1n
— Maidenhead United (@MUFCYorkRoad) January 8, 2022
The beckoning floodlights
still work their magic,
late December’s cold chill,
scarf snug round the neck.
Blood pulses through arteries,
moving as it should. Heart lifts
with every step towards the stadium.
An old pal texts me from
another game up north.
The name rings a bell.
He’s at a club where my job
was to phone over a few pars
for the Saturday Pink
from a kiosk outside the ground.
Games that I didn’t give a toss about,
dictated to a bored copy taker,
wishing I was somewhere else,
roaring my own team on to promotion.
But then, I remember Larkin’s sigh
it wasn’t the place’s fault I didn’t care.
A goalless draw can happen anywhere.
Poem by Greg Freeman
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